Chapter 246: 095: Zheng Xianjing, who nearly died of anger, made a fortune! 4
Witnessing a spectacle?
More like a laughingstock!
Zheng Xianjing is eager to see Ni Yang being ridiculed!
With Zheng Xianjingâs Buddha Beads made of Zitan wood going for tens of thousands, it wouldnât matter what Ni Yang would present, it would be a joke.
Ni Yang calmly walked up to Zheng Xianjing, âThen I need a little help from you, Xianjing.â
As soon as she finished speaking, she opened a long paper box in her hands, took out a painting scroll from inside, handed one end to Zheng Xianjing while she grabbed the other, slowly unfolding the scroll.
Zheng Xianjing narrowed her eyes in doubt. Did Ni Yang actually prepare a famous painting?
Impossible!
How could a country bumpkin possibly afford renowned artwork?
As the painting scroll was revealed, the smile on Granny Moâs face gradually turned into shock!
Lin Pingping was even more surprised, covering her mouth with her hand.
Granny Mo looked at Ni Yang, âYangyang, did you draw this yourself?â
Ni Yang nodded, âUnlike Xianjing, Iâm not as lavish, so I could only make a painting of âLongevityâ personally to present to Auntie Mo, wishing her a mountain of longevity, equal to Heaven, boundless, prosperous life, infinite life span!â
âGood, good, good! What a thoughtful child you are!â Granny Mo repeated âgoodâ three times, took the painting scroll of âLongevityâ in both hands, and displayed it for others to see.
The painting showed a large character âLongevityâ; when you looked closely, you realized that this âLongevityâ was built by a hundred smaller âLongevityâ characters.
Moreover, these hundred âLongevityâ characters were written in a hundred different styles, including seal script, clerical script, regular script, skinny gold script, cursive script and so onâŠ
Most notably, each âLongevityâ character was beautifully written, regardless its style, you couldnât identify a single error.
Clearly, creating such a âLongevityâ painting required considerable time and effort.
Also, only someone with real skill could create this âLongevityâ painting.
If it wasnât witnessed firsthand, who would believe such a âLongevityâ painting could be drawn by a young girlâs hand?
This is unbelievable!
Anyone who saw this âLongevityâ painting was like Granny Mo, their eyes sparkled with shock, a rise of whispered gossip spread among the crowd.
Mo Qishen eyes were filled with pride.
His wife was just amazing!
Zheng Xianjing was so angry, she was about to explode!
She originally wanted to see Ni Yang make a fool of herself, but now, her scheme had backfired, and Ni Yang ended up taking the spotlight!
Why didnât she think of gifting Granny Mo a âLongevityâ painting?
If she had gifted the âLongevityâ painting to Granny Mo first, wouldnât she be the one stealing the limelight? Thereâd be no chance for Ni Yang!
Why should Ni Yang take all the glory?
When the banquet started, Granny Mo deliberately arranged for Ni Yang to sit on her right, indicating her importance.
Mo Qishen sat next to Ni Yang, fearing she might feel too restrained to help herself, so he continually served her food and poured her drinks.
Strangely, Ni Yang did not dislike his actions, and instead occasionally whispered to him, portraying an intimate relationship, giving Granny Mo an immense joy.
Excellent! She knew, there is promise between these two.
Some are jubilant, others are sorrowful.
Mo Baichuan felt more and more irritated watching Ni Yang and Mo Qishenâs interaction!
Blind!
Ni Yang was blind!
Even if she wanted to provoke him, she shouldnât have picked Mo Qishen!
If Ni Yang could provoke him, then he could also provoke her. With that thought, Mo Baichuan reached out and clipped a large shrimp into Li Xianxianâs bowl.
Seeing the shrimp in her bowl, Li Xianxian was immensely flattered.
She didnât expect the ice-cold Mo Baichuan would serve her personally.
Indeed, even the proudest man would drop all pretenses when facing the woman he likes.
âBaichuan, thank you.â Li Xianxian looked at Mo Baichuan affectionately.
âYouâre welcome.â Mo Baichuan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over Ni Yang.
Li Xianxian noticed a subtle change in Mo Baichuanâs expression, her eyes tightened immediately.
Did he notice that little slut?
Li Xianxianâs grip on her chopsticks tightened.
Of course, not only Li Xianxian felt bad, Zheng Xianjing could have bored holes with how she stared at Ni Yang!
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